Originally Posted by
Murkus
The paint scheme is prominently police blue, with black detail and a bright white '876' on the chestplate. To the left of this 'nametag', there's three letters: ESA. Elexxion Security Agency, should the Centurion access some of the now unrestricted databanks open to him.
After being blinded by a cloud of paint for about 30 seconds, 876 is on the other side. He's in a new lab environment, with a clear row of modifications laid out. A tall, dark-haired fellow is standing here, checking over the mods. He's got a pair of headphones on, not that it matters.
"Care to sit? We'll get this over with," Dexter says, without looking up. "You're not gonna explode if I stick a magnet on you, will ya?"